Skip to main content

Full text of "An original collection of extant epitaphs"

See other formats


Mpiben, E. 

An original Collection of Extant 
Epitaphs 


■ 


1^-5 

M^n 














AN 


©njjinal 


©nllectifttt 


EXTANT 

EPITAPHS. 

GATHERED 

By A COMMERCIAL 

IN SPARE MOMENTS. 

t F . OOoAWn 3 


PUBLISHED BY REQUEST. 


LONDON: • 

F. MAIBEN, 131, ALDERSGATE STREET, 

AND 

22, IIARDINGE STREET, ISLINGTON. 

. * MDCCOLXX. 


[entered at stationers’ hall.] 












“ The flower fades, the morning hasteth, 

The sun sets, the shadow flies, 

The gourd consumes—and man tie dies 
Like to the grass that's neivly sprung." 

From “ Man’s Mortality ” by SIMON WASTELL. 
Born 1562. Date of Death uncertain. 



“All heads must come 
To the cold tomb, 

Only the actions of the just 
Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. 



From “ Death's Final Conquest,” hy JAMES SHIRLEY. 
Died 1666. 








I (fj\ • o 

vunt 



{PREFACE TO MANUSCRIPT COLLECTION .] 




To my Friends : 

HE whole of the following Epitaphs have 
been copied bp myself, from the various 
places named, in moments snatched at intervals 
during several years of occupation as a Com¬ 
mercial Traveller. 


In selecting them, it is not only their evident 
originality that has weighed with me, but also their 
human interest,-their quaintness, and in a few instances 
their mere oddity. 

I hope the perusal of them may afford somewhat 
of the pleasure I have experienced in collecting 
them. 

F. M. 


22, Hardinge Street, Islington. 





210963 


























AN EMBLEM OF THE TRINITY SURROUNDED BY AN 


EMBLEM OF ETERNITY. 



BURY ST. EDMUNDS CHURCHYARD. 




















^ W M <D 3D T5C €T 3? <I> ~W . 


I 


HEN a man wishes to gain publicity for a Work 
of his own, it may, perhaps, often be expedient 
to explain its scope and nature, and the motives which 
prompted it. In the present instance, however, it is 
the performances of other people which the compiler of 
this volume has ventured to introduce to public notice ; 
but, nevertheless, it is thought desirable to precede its 
contents with a few introductory and explanatory words. 

The nature of this work is evident at a glance, and 
is sufficiently explained by its title. It is offered as 
interesting in itself, and as a contribution of materials, 
often touching, often striking—but always illustrative of 
human character ; and if it be true that the “ proper study 
of mankind is man,” it is thought that the book may 
possess some interest not only for sympathetic readers, 
but also for reflective minds and students of human 
nature. 

The involuntary contributors have all worked in one 
direction, and have all had a common aim—to perpetuate 
the memory of relatives, friends, and acquaintances, who 
had left this bustling, anxious, striving scene, for that 

“Undiscovered country, from whose bourne 
No traveller returns.” 

And, perhaps, no feeling of the mind is more natural, 
or more'universal, than the desire to do honour to the 
dead—to keep alive the memory of the “ lov’d and lost.” 

“ Ev’n from the tomb, the voice of Nature cries ; 

Ev’n in our ashes live their wonted fires.” 

The Compiler has had from boyhood a strong liking for 
visiting Churchyards and Churches, feeling great interest 


210863 













INTRODUCTORY. 


vi 


in their character as mementos of the past, and in thei 
association with successive generations. An opportunit) 
was afforded him of cultivating this fancy by his bein| 
employed to “go on the road.’’ In his evening strolls, anc 
at various times, while waiting for conveyances from stage 
to stage, he copied these Epitaphs for his own amusement ' 
and for a lasting memorial to himself of the places he ^ 
visited. g 

From time to time he has shown them to his friends anc j 
acquaintance, and also to commercial and other visitor; i E 
at the houses where he has sojourned, and by many he 1 
has been urged to print. Believing that a more genuine r 
Collection has not hitherto been published, he has at length f 
yielded to these repeated requests. j 

The greater portion of the Epitaphs here collected beai E 
an evidence in themselves of being specially written foi C 
the persons to whom they were inscribed. Some of them c 
evince peculiar speculative ideas of a future existence J; 
some are extreme in their adulations of the departed ; some ( 
are records of merely local interest, and others bear an c 
historic and national character; while a few among them C 
are only noteworthy on account of their oddity. It will 1 
be seen that in many cases the whole Inscription has been : 
copied, and, as nearly as possible, the form of the Epitaph - 
is shown in type ; thus preserving the style, grammar, p 
orthography, and punctuation of the original. F 

A few brief notes are appended, some in elucidation, and 1 
others, mere crude thoughts, which occurred to the Com- r 
piler while transcribing the Epitaphs to which they are | 
attached. 

August, 1870. 



1 









I ® ® E 


^LVERSTOKE 

Hants . ... . 

- 30 

\RRETON 

Isle of Wight . 

25 

Basingstoke 

Hants . 

• 38 

Biggleswade . 

Beds ..... 

28 

Birmingham 

3 2 , 5°i 63, 

69, 7 h 77 

Brading . 

Isle of Wight . 

24 

Brentwood 

Essex . 

9 

Bridport 

Dorset .... 

• 35 , 36 

Brighton . 

.6, 7, 

39 , 72 , 74 

Bromley. 

Kent . 

29 

Broxbourne 

Herts ..... 

46 

Bury St. Edmund’s 


00 

Canterbury 


44 

Carisbrookf. . 

Isle of Wight . 

22, 26 

Cattistock 

Dorset ..... 

60 

Chelmsford . 



Chichester 


• 2, 3 

Christchurch 

Hants .... 

• 73 

Coventry . 


49 

Dunstable . 

Beds . 

• 36 

Eastbourne 

Sussex ..... 

. 2, 8 

Faversham . 

Kent . 

• 53 

Folkestone 

,, ..... 

52 

Fordington . 

Dorchester 

• 54 

Finedon 

Northamptonshire 

1 7 

Hadleigh 

Suffolk .... 

• 7 1 

Harwich . 

Essex . 

£ 

OO" 

Hastings 

Sussex .... 

• 32 

Hertford . 



Higham Ferrers. 

Northamptonshire 

. 86 

Hove .... 

Sussex ..... 

34 

Irthlingboro’ 

Northamptonshire 

• 3 i 

Kenilworth 

Warwickshire 

48 

Landport 

Hants . . 1, 30, 

43 , 56 , 59 

Leamington 


42 


Leicester 


. 61, 85 

















TNDEX. 


FA 


Leighton Buzzard . 

Beds .... 



( 


Lillington . 

Warwickshire . 



t 


Littlehampton 

Sussex .... 



5 

:/ 

London .... 

Abney Park 


58, 

/ 


,, ... 

Bunhill Fields 

■ 37, 

66, 

t 

3 

,, .... 

High gate . . 16, 41, 

47, 64, 

70, 

I 

,, ... 

Kensal Green . 78, 

79, 80, 

82. 

S 



Nunhead . 

62, 

79, 

8 


Luton 

Beds .... 



7 


Maldon .... 

Essex 



2 


Market Harboro’ . 

Leicestershire 

14, 15, 

16, 

4 


Melford 

Suffolk 



2 

1 

Millbrook. 

Southampton 



3 

j 

Newhaven 

Sussex 


76, 

7 


N EWMARKET 

Cambs .... 



3 


Newport 

Isle of Wight . 



2 

1 

Northampton . 




5 


Nuneaton 

Warwickshire . 



6 


Peterboro’ 




2 


Portland 

Dorset 



6 


Preston 




5. 


Rugby .... 

Warwickshire . 



5 


Saffron Walden 

Essex .... 



2 


Salisbury 




5 


Sevenoaks. 

Kent .... 



81 


SlTTINGBOURNE 

» * 



5 ‘ 


St. Ives 

Cambs .... 



2 ( 


Stratford-on-Avon 



81, 

8’J 


Taunton . 

Somerset 


35, 

4i 


Tunbridge Wells 




I • 


Waterbeach 

Cambs .... 

. 18, 

19, 

2 C 


Waltham Abbey . 

Essex 



5: 


Wellingboro’ . 

Northamptonshire 

. 12, 

13, 

5* 


Weston-super-Mare . 

Somerset . 



3: 


Whitwick . 

Leicestershire. 


69, 

7i 
















In LANDPORT CEMETERY, HANTS. 



^^ lvary ^t^ 


>W SHORT 


7 h 




HOW LONG 


Jit Iftemovi) of 
REBECCA, 

The Affectionate Wife of 
WILLIAM SMITH, Senr, 
whose transition from Earth to join 
the blood bought throng, took place 
according to Eternal Destination on the 
22nd day of March, 1843, in the 57th 
year of her age. 


To know her worth read the last six verses in the last 
chapter of Proverbs. 




















n 


CHICHESTER CATHEDRAL YARD. 


1840. 


ON A CHILD, AGED 15 MONTHS. 


He woke, and took life’s cup to sip, 
Too bitter ’twas to drain; 

He meekly put it from his lip, 

And went to sleep again. 


In EASTBOURNE CHURCHYARD. 


JUNE 1 st 1855. 


ON A CHILD, AGED 6 YEARS. 


When the first wild thrill is past, 

Of anguish and despair; 

To lift the eye of Faith to Heaven, 
And think “ My Child is there,” 
This best can dry the gushing tear, 
This yield the heart relief; 

Until the Christian’s pious hope 
O’ercomes the Parent’s grief. 




The Poetry of Piety. — F.M. 























the Cloisters of CHICHESTER CATHEDRAL. 


Jit JRemorg of 

CAPTN THOMAS ALLEN 

late Commander of his Majesty’s Ship 
BRITANNIA, 

on whose brave & benevolent Spirit 
on the 23rd Jany {781 in the 55 th Year 
of his age, The Curtain of this 
World’s Stage untimely drop 1 - 

Beneath is deposited 
all that was mortal of 

RICHARD SMITH G ENT - 

The immortal part is gone 
Thro’ the merits of a crucified Redeemer 
to join its great original in Heaven. 
This awful change was on 
the 4 th day of Sept r 1767. 

After a life of Sixty Three Years. 











In BURY ST. EDMUNDS CHURCHYARD 


Here lies interred the Body of 

MARY HASELTON, 

A Young Maiden of this Town, 

Born of Roman Catholic Parents, 

And virtuously brought up; 

Who being in the act of Prayer 
Repeating her Vespers, 

Was instantaneously killed by a flash 
Of lightning, August the 16 th 1785. 

- Aged 9 Years. - 

Not Siloams tower the Victims slew, 

Because above the many sinned the few, 

Nor here the fated lightning wreaked its rage, 

By Vengeance sent for crimes matured by age: 

The little suppliant with its hands upreared, 
Address’d her God in prayers the Priest had taugl 
His mercy prayed, and His protection sought; 

Learn Reader hence, that Wisdom to adore 
Thou canst not scann : & fear his boundless Power 
Safe shalt thou be if thou perform’st His will, 

Blest if he spares, and more blest should He kill. 


4 










In BURY ST. EDMUNDS CHURCHYARD. 


In IPnwrg af 

MICHAEL FALLICK, 

who died 22 nd Oct r 1807. 

Aged 54 Years. 


Here lie the Husband of a Loving Wife, 

She lost all earthly comfort when he 
lost his life. 

A sudden death a shocking sight to see, 

His last life’s blood was sprinkled 
over she, 

The King immortal gave a sudden stroke, 
He heaved a sigh and a blood vessel broke. 
He was an Honest and upright Man, 

Boast more ye great ones if you can. 













In BRIGHTON CHURCHYARD. 


lit ittotmi jof 

PHCEBE H ESSEL 


IAL 1 


who was bom at Stepney in the year 1713. 
She served for many years 
as a private Soldier in the 5* Regt of Foot 
in different parts of Europe 
and in the Year 1745 fought under the Commar 
of the Duke of Cumberland 
at the BATTLE OF FONTENOY, 
when she received a bayonet wound in her arm. 

Her long life which commenced in the time of 
OUEEN ANNE, 
extended to the reign of 
• GEORGE IV; 

by whose munificence she received comfort 
and support in her latter years. 

She died at Brighton where she had long resided 

Dec r 12 th 1821 : Aged 108 Years. 


VA 


AT 


ifl 




6 







In BRIGHTON CHURCHYARD. 


P. • M. • S. 

APT NICHOLAS TETTERSELL THROUGH WHOSE PRUDENCE 
ALOUR AN LOYALTY CHARLES THE SECOND KING OF 
NGLAND AND AFTER HE HAD ESCAPED THE SWORD 
F HIS MERCILESS REBELLS AND HIS FFORCES RECEIUED A 
ATALL OUERTHROWE AT WORCESTER SEPT* 3? 165 I 
7 AS FFAITHFULLY • PRESERUED -AND CONUEYED INTO 
RANCE DEPARTED THIS 'LIFE THE 26™ DAY OF JULY 1674 


^7 




^7 


WITHIN THIS MARBLE MONUMENT DOTH LYE 
.PPROUED FFAITH HONO R AND LOYALTY 
N THIS COLD CLAY HE HATH NOW TANE UP HIS STATION 
IT ONCE PRESERUED Y E CHURCH THE CROUNE AND NATION 
11 VHEN CHARLES Y E GREATE WAS NOTHING BUT A BREATH 
'HIS UALIANT -SOULE STEPT BETWEENE HIM AND DEATH 
JSURPERS THREATS NOR TYRANT REBELLS FROUNE 
:OULD -NOT AFRRIGHT HIS DUTY TO THE CROWNE 
VHICH GLORIOUS -ACT OF HIS FOR CHURCH AND STATE 
:IGHT PRINCES IN ONE DAY DID GRATULATE 
’ROFESSING ALL TO HIM IN DEBT TO BEE 
IS ALL THE WORLD ARE TO HIS MEMORY 
INCE EARTH COULD NOT REWARD HIS WORTH HAUE G 1 UEN 
IEE NOW RECEIUES IT FROM THE KING OF HEAUEN 


C"\ 




On. 


SO 


On 


VO 


N THE SAME CHEST ONE JEWEL MORE YOU HAUE 
THE PARTENER OF HIS ■ UERTUES BED AND GRAUE 
5 USANNA HIS WIFE WHO DECESED Y E 4 T . H DAY OF MAY 1672 
TO WHOSE PIOUS MEMORY AND HIS OWN HONO 11 NICHOLAS 
THEIRE ONLY SON AND IUST INHERITE OF HIS FFATHERS 
UERTUES HATH PAYD HIS LAST DUTY IN THIS MONUMENT 


I 676 


-IERE ALSO • LIETH INTERRED THE BODY OF CAPTAIN 
NICHOLAS TETTERSELL HIS SON WHO DEPARTED THIS 
.IFE THE FOURTH OF THE CALENDS OF OCTOBER 
I7OI IN THE 57 YEAR OF HIS AGE 











In EASTBOURNE CHURCHYARD, SUSSEX. 


Near this place are deposited 
the Remains of 

ELIZABETH the Wife of W M KNIGHT 

who departed this life on the Sixteenth day of June 
one Thousand Seven Hundred and Ninety Three 
Aged Sixty Four Years 
Whose 

Uniformity of good Conduct sanctioned 
General Respect, 

Whose 

Disinterested attachment to the Family 
in which 

(She lived upwards of Twenty Five Years) 
Claims their 
Particular Regret: 

She lived 

Earnestly ambitious to deserve the Character 
of 

A Faithful Servant, 

She died 

Contentedly possessed of it; 

Approved by all, 

Equalled by few, 

Excelled by none. 


If there be a Character more nearly approaching perfection, it is 


8 


very rare. 


F. M. 










In HIGH STREET, BRENTWOOD, ESSEX 



TO THE PIOUS MEMORY OF 

WILLIAM HUNTER 

A NATIVE OF BRENT-WOOD 

WHO MAINTAINING HIS RIGHT 
TO SEARCH THE SCRIPTURES 
AND IN AIL MATTERS OF FAITH AND PRACTICE 
TO FOLLOW THEIR SOLE GUIDANCE 
WAS CONDEMNED AT THE EARI Y AGE OF NINETEEN 
BY BISHOP BONNER IN THE REIGN OF QUEEN MARY 
AND BURNED AT THE STAKE 
NEAR THIS SPOT 
MARCH XXVI MDLV 

HE YIELDED UP HIS LIFE FOR THE TRUTH 
SEALING IT WITH HIS BI OOD 
TO THE PRAISE OF GOD. 

ERECTED BY PUBLIC SUBSCRIPTION 
1861 





















In CHELMSFORD CHURCHYARD, ESSEX. 



Reader—if thou art fatherless, revere 
This sacred spot—A Father lieth here, 
Enough why bare an aching heart to thee ? 
Thou knowest, fcelest all my agony. 


STEPHEN DEAN 


Born December 17 th 1772 
Died August 15 th 1832 

His enemy might write his epitaph, 

Still would his spirit -based on rectitude, 
Stand firm—Integrity’s Colossus o’er 
Slander’s eternal stream—beyond all reach. 














In CHELMSFORD CHURCHYARD, ESSEX. 


CHARLES JOHN DEAN 

Born Dec r io— 1816 . 

Died Aug c 26—1846. 

Life Came —how ? whence ? None save its Fount may tell, 
It Went —as moments vanish, which though gone, 

Are Still a part of the inscrutable 
Eternity, and circle round its throne, 

A chain from which no link hath ever flown : 

And may not Everlasting Life too claim 
It’s emanations — harvest from the sown — 

Spray from It’s water-drops — light from It’s flame — 
As glorious rainbows rise where darkest clouds first came. 













In WELLINGBORO’ CHURCHYARD. 


This is the last 
Respect 
to 

JANE 

The Beloved 
Daughter of 

Thomas & Jane Colson 
who died Nov r 28 th 
1857. 

Aged 26 Years. 

Mother I’m dying now : 

There is a deep sensation in my breast, 

As if some heavy hand my bosom press’d, 
And on my brow 

I feel the cold sweat stand : 

My lips grow dry & tremulous & my breath 
Comes feebly up, Oh; tell me is this death : 
Mother, your hand. 













In WELLINGBORO’ CHURCHYARD. 


ON A CHILD AGED 16. 

1857. 

She is gone, they say, of our 
lovely child, 

With heart so loving, with 
look so mild, 

Not gone from Memory, not 
gone from love, 

But gone to our Father’s 

house above. 

In TUNBRIDGE WELLS CEMETERY. 

1858. 

We mourn for those who weep, 

Whom stern afflictions bend 

With anguish o’er the lowly sleep 

Of Brother, or of Friend, 

But they to whom the sway 

Of pain and grief is o'er, 

Whose tears our God hath wiped away, 

Oh mourn for them no more. 

>3 













In MARKET HARBORO’ CEMETERY. 


wibiks ^ 

Beneath this Stone lies interred 
the Remains of 

DEBORAH 

Late Wife of W. Harrod Jun r Printer, 
who died the 18 th of June 1808. 

Aged Sixty Years. 

Here Reader, Pause, and if the icy hand of 
DEATH 

Has ever snatched from thee the tender Parent, 
Sincere Friend, or Loving Partner who was the 
Calmer of thy Sorrows, in the rugged path 
of life by pointing thee the way to Heaven, 
here pause, think of thy loss, let fall the 
swelling Tear, for know each Character thou 
mournest was here combined in one. 















In MARKET HARBORO’ CEMETERY. 


$n gtmarg 

OF SAMUEL TURNER, Painter, 

Who was born at a lone House, in 
the Parish of Harrington, in the 
County of Northampton. 

His Occupation a Shepherd, 

His amusements were the beautiful scenes 
of NATURE, 

His retirements, the Study of 
Surveying, Dialing Engraving &c. 

In the 35 th Year of his Age he removed to 
Mt- Harboro’ and changed the Cottage for 
the Shop, and the Crook for the Pencil, 

His works that are left will show his abilities. 
He travelled through a rough, and rugged 
Road of affliction and Died, in hopes of a 
HAPPY ETERNITY 
The 13 th Day of Feby 1784 
Aged 67. 







In MARKET HARBORO’ CEMETERY. 


- 1841. - 

The Churchyard bears an added Stone, 
The Fireside shows a Vacant Chair ; 
Here Sadness dwells and weeps alone, 

And Death displays his Banners there ; 
The Life is gone, the breath has fled, 
And what has been, no more shall be ; 
The well known form, the welcome tread, 
Oh! where are they ? and where is he ? 


In HIGHGATE CEMETERY, LONDON. 


Another Spirit has fled, 

And the Clay gathered to the tomb, 
Amidst those loved ones 
Who had before passed away. 

Oh! may a Father, 

By the mercy of 
The great ruling power of all, 
Look down from the Spirit land, 
Watch over and direct 
The frail mortal actions of 
A Bereaved and Devoted Son. 



16 


Which is better to rely on—the Spirit of a Father, or the 


Father of Spirits ? 


F. M. 
















17 


This is a reduced Copy of Rubbing taken in 1863.—F.M. 














In HARWICH CHURCHYARD, ESSEX. 


- —18 5 0 .- 

While bending o’er the funeral Urn, 

Our weeping hearts with anguish mourn, 

And wounded spirits seek relief 
In trickling tears and silent grief, 

How sweet to raise the weeping eye 
To tearless mansions in the sky; 

Where those we lov’d are gone before, 

To feel the parting pang no more ; 

But sweeter still the Hope Divine, 

That we, e’er long, with them shall join; 

His never ceasing praise to swell, 

Whose Wisdom has done all things well. 

In WATERBEACH CHURCHYARD, CAMBS. 


Jfit HTtmorir of 

JOHN MASON, 

who died June 12 th 1805. 

To expiate your sins make no delay, 

Lest unprepared you are summoned away, 
And like me be laid in a cold bed of clay. 











In WATERBEACH CHURCHYARD, CAMBS. 


THIS GRAVE 
contains the mortal part of 

CATHERINE BENSTEAD 

who before her death sought the 
Lord Jesus in secret & found pardon 
and peace, She Died Oct r 9 th > 1814 
Aged i i Years. 

As some fair flower that hid in leafy green, 
Imbibes the dew of Heaven and blooms unseen, 
Till fragrance strange — unto the passer by, 

Reveals the secret of its birthplace nigh: 

So Catherine lived, & sought the Lord alone, 

Her griefs peculiar, & her joys unknown, 

A change divine soon met the wondering eye, 

And told the employment of her privacy: 

Fain would we long have gazed, but God removed 
To holier happier scenes, the child He loved. 



c 2 


9 








In WATERBEACH CHURCHYARD, CAMBS. 


- 1853. - 

Farewell but not for ever; hope replies, 

Trace but his steps and meet him in the skies; 
There nothing shall renew our parting pain, 

Thou shalt not wither, nor we weep again. 

In HERTFORD CHURCHYARD. 

Jtt Pemorg of 

SAMU.EL BATES 


20 


Aged 65, 

Who departed this life March 13 th 1858. 


A SOLDIER OF JESUS 
I’m billeted here by Death, 

And quartered to remain, 

When the last trumpet sounds, 

I shall rise and march again. 

What I was 

The Judgement Day will best make known; 

Reader what art thou ? 

-- 













In PETERBORO’ CATHEDRAL YARD. 

Youth Builds for Age, Age Builds for Rest, 

They who Build for Heaven Build Best. 

In WOODSTONE CHURCHYARD, near PETERBORO’. 

. 1778 . 

O Vain Man, a mark for Malice, thy 
Glory a blaze, thy time a Span, thyself 
a Bubble, is born crying, Lives laughing, 
and dies groaning. 

Who then to vain Mortality shall trust, 

But Limns the Water, or but writes in Dust. 


In PETERBORO’ CEMETERY. 

. i860 . 

Afflicted by our loss we lay thee here 
In silent sorrow: E’en thy dust is dear; • 

For never child shall weep nor neighbour bend 
O’er kinder parent or more faithful friend. 

21 
















































In BRADING CHURCHYARD, ISLE OF WIGHT. 


SACRED 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

u Little 

who died 3o t . h Jany 1799. 
in the 15 th Year 
of her age. 

Ye who the power of God delight to trace, 

And mark with joy each monument of grace, 

Tread lightly o’er this grave, as ye explore 
“ The short & simple annals of the poor.” 

A Child reposes underneath this sod, 

A Child to Memory dear, and dear to God, 
Rejoice ! yet shed the sympathetic tear, 

Jane “the Young Cottager” lies buried here, 

Those who have read the Rev. Leigh Richmond’s “ Annals of the 
Poor” will be interested in this and the following Epitaph.—F.M. 


24 













In ARRETON CHURCHYARD, ISLE OF WIGHT. 


To 

THE MEMORY OF 

ELIZABETH WALLB RIDGE, 

“ The Dairyman’s Daughter ” 
who died May 30 th 1801, 

Aged 31 Years. 

“ She being dead yet speaketii.” 

Stranger ! if e’er by chance or feeling led, 

Upon this hallowed turf thy footsteps tread, 

Turn from the contemplation of this sod, 

And think on her whose Spirit rests with God. 
Lowly her lot on earth, but He who bore 
Tidings of grace and blessings to the poor, 

Gave her His truth, & faithfulness, to prove 
The dearest treasures of his boundless love ; 

Faith that dispelled affliction’s darkest gloom, 
Hope, that could cheer the passage to the tomb, 
Peace, that not Hell’s dark legions could destroy, 
And love, that filled the soul with heavenly joy. 
Death of ifs sting disarm’d, she knew no fear, 
But tasted Heaven, while she lingered here. 

Oh ! happy Saint, may we like thee be blest, 

In life be faithful, and in death find rest. 


25 









In CARISBROOKE CHURCHYARD, ISLE OF WIGHT. 


On JAMES FLUX Aged 80, 

Died 1851. 


And MARY his Wife Aged 74, 

Died 1844. 

We leave you here our friends so dear 
Whom we so much love, 

And soon we hope to meet again 
Where parting is no more. 


A tender Father and loving Mother who left behind 
Ten children living of their own, 

Grandchildren they left fifty-nine, 

And Great Grandchildren fifty-one. 


In ST. IVES CHURCHYARD, CAMBS. 


- 1 8 5 7 . - 

A Day, and our Joys may be fled, 

A Night, and our Griefs may be o’er, 
An Hour, and we join with the dead, 
A Moment, and we are no more. 
















In SAFFRON WALDEN CHURCHYARD, ESSEX. 



DUDLEY ADCOCK SPICER 

Wife of the above, 


Born Dec r 28* 1790. Died Sept 1 ; 15^ 1852. 
ALSO OF THEIR CHILDREN, 


Matthew W. 

Spicer 

Born 

Sept* 

28. 

1812 

Died 

May 

3 - 

00 

Co 

to 

Sarah W. 

Spicer 


Feb? 

26. 

1814 


June 

5 - 

1814 

Richard 

Spicer 

>? 

Nov? 

14. 

1815 



IS- 

1830 

Dudley 

Spicer 

>5 

July 

20. 

1818 



26. 

1827 

Harriett 

Spicer 


Aug? 

10. 

1820 


Feb? 

7 - 

cr\ 

CO 

Sarah 

Spicer 


May 

6. 

1822 


Mar. 

10. 

1823 

William 

Spicer 

>> 

Feb? 

21. 

1824 


Sept? 

9 - 

1824 

George S. 

Spicer 


Sept? 

21. 

(N 

CO 


Dec? 

3 i- 

1844 

Susannah 

Spicer 

57 

May 

3 °- 

1827 


Oct? 

7 - 

1838 

Richard 

Spicer 


Oct? 

3 °- 

1830 

>> 

May 

4 - 

1833 

Dud ley 

Spicer 

» • 

June 

13 - 

1832 

J) 


1. 

1833 


Also Jane Wife of Matthew Spicer, 

And Daughter of W™ Low of this Town, 
Who Died Oct r 13^ 1852 Aged 37. 


27 













In MALDON CHURCHYARD, ESSEX. 


E’en Jesus wept at Lazarus’ Grave, 

And may not we now weep at thine; 
Not sorrowing hopeless, the Lord who gave 
His will be done, not mine. 


In MELFORD CHURCHYARD, SUFFOLK, 1846. 


Remember man whoe’er thou art, 

Not he who act the greatest part, 

But he who act the best will be 
The happiest man eternally. 

A Specimen of Suffolk Idiom.— F.M. 

In BIGGLESWADE CHURCHYARD, BEDS., 1856. 


He trod earth’s soil, & shared the common lot, 
Declined & sank, but not to be forgot ; 

For long his name upon this humble stone 
To his fond memory set, may yet make known, 
That some with sweet remembrance oft imprest, 
Will come & notice where his body rests. 















In BROMLEY CHURCHYARD, KENT. 


Near this Place lies the Body of 

ELIZABETH MONK, 

She was the widow of John Monk of this Parish, Blacksmith, 
her second Husband ; 

who departed this life on the 27 th day of August, 1753. 
Aged ioi. 

To whom she had been a Wife near 50 Years, 

By whom she had no children, 

And of the issue of the first marriage, none lived to the 

second : 

BUT VIRTUE 

would not suffer her to be childless, 

An infant, to whom, and to whose Father and Mother she 
had been Nurse, 

(such is the uncertainty of temporal prosperity,) 
became dependent upon Strangers for the maintenance 

of life; 

To him she afforded the protection of a Mother ; 

This Parental Charity was returned with Filial Affection, 
And she was supported in the fulness of Age, 

By him whom she had cherished in the 
helplessness of infancy. 

LET IT BE REMEMBERED 

that there is no station in which Industry will not obtain 
Power to be liberal, 

Nor any Character on which Liberality will not confer 

Honour. 

She had long been prepared by a simple and unaffected 
Piety for that awful 
Moment, which, however delayed 
is universally sure: 

How few are allowed an equal time for Probation ; 

How 'many, by their lives, appear to presume upon more. 


To preserve the memory of the Person, but yet more to 
perpetuate the lesson of her life, This Stone was erected 
by Voluntary Contributions. 


29 








In LANDPORT CEMETERY, HANTS. 

© f) a v t t g 

She was —What ? 

What a Wife should Be, 

She was that. 

RICHARD GOODRIDGE 

Husband of the above 
Died December 4 th 1840. 

Aged 58 years. 


In ALVERSTOKE CEMETERY, HANTS. 

- 18 5 8 - 

ON A CHILD AGED 10 MONTHS. 

On life’s wild ocean, tempest tossed & pained, 
How many voyagers their course perform ; 

This little bark a kinder fate obtained, 

It reached the Haven e’er it met the storm. 















In IRTHLINGBORO’ CHURCHYARD, NORTHAMPTONSHIRE. 


This Stone 

is Erected to Perpetuate 
the Memory of 

MARY SUMPTER 

(Relict of 

Thomas Freeman Sumpter), 
who died January 30 th 1843, 

Aged 84 Years. 

-Reader - 

If thou knowest her faults be very careful to avoid them, 

If thou knowest her virtues labour earnestly to imitate them, 
And whatever was wanting to complete her character, 
strive to perfect in your own ; 
Remembering in every instance to apply daily, & fervently, 

To God 

For his assisting grace & guidance. 

Many long Sermons contain less practical precept. — F. M. 


3 i 













In ST. PHILIP’S CHURCHYARD, BIRMINGHAM. 


1835 


Keep Death & Judgement always in your eye ; 
None are fit to live who are not fit to die; 
Make use of present time, because you must 
Take up your lodging shortly in the dust ; 

’Tis dreadful to behold the setting sun, 

And night approaching, e’er your work is done. 


In ALL SAINTS CHURCHYARD, HASTINGS. 


1850. 


ON A YOUNG WOMAN AGED 27. 


Yea speedily was she taken away, 
lest that wickedness should alter 
her Understanding, or Deceit 
beguile her Soul. 

Apocrypha, Wisdom 4 and 1 





































In NEWMARKET CEMETERY. 


- i 8 6 i - 

ON A CHILD AGED 14 MONTHS. 


Thrice happy — that our Infant bears 
To Heaven no darkening stains of sin, 
And only breathed life’s morning airs, 
Before its noonday storms begin. 


In HOVE CHURCHYARD, SUSSEX. 


THIS STONE 
is erected by the Friends of 

ABNER RUTLAND 

who was unfortunately drowned 
whilst Bathing, 
on the 26 th of June 1856. 

Aged 23 Years. 

In an instant I sank ’neath the shadow of Death, 
And Eternity round me arose, 

O Reader remember that life is a breath, 

And a breath may bring thine to a close. 


34 















In TAUNTON CHURCH, SOMERSET. 

Sacred 

To the Memory of MOSES COTTLE 

Who died 15^ Nov' 1789. Aged 35. 

Did’st thou know him Reader ? 

If thou didst not 
Know this, 

He was a Tender Husband, 
a social friend, 

And an Honest Man. 


In BRIDPORT CHURCHYARD, DORSET. 


- 1835. - 

No age or station is secure, 

The Old, the Young, the Rich, the Poor, 

Alike by Death are snatched away, 

Without distinction or delay, 

To mingle with their native clay, 

And wait their final Judgement Day. 

n 2 35 














In DUNSTABLE CHURCHYARD, BEDS. 

In Memory of JOHN DARLEY 

who' died March 23 rd 1845 Aged 88 Y rs 

Worn out with Labour, & with age oppress’d, 
Beneath this Hallow’d Ground in peace I rest; 

The Immortal part as fled beyond the Skie, 

Only the Body can be said to Die; 

When the last trump shall sound it rais’d shall be 
To join the Soul throughout Eternity. 

Beloved friends that do your loss deplore, 

Remember I am only gone before ; 

Let not this World your whole attention have, 

For know ye not your trav’ling to the Grave. 

In BRIDPORT CHURCHYARD, DORSET. 


ON A CHILD AGED 5 YEARS. 


A highly favoured probationer, 
Accepted without being exercised. 













In BUNHILL FIELDS CEMETERY, LONDON. 

j <2> G?,, 

OF 

MISS ANN DAVIS, 

Who died Feby 2^ t l 1 1803. 

Aged 21 Years. 

Go ! spotless Honor, and unsullied Truth ; 

Go! smiling Innocence, and blooming Youth; 

Go ! Female Softness, -joined with Manly Sense ; 

Go! winning Wit, that never gave Offence ; 

Go! soft Humanity, that bless’d the Poor, 

Go! Saint-eyed Patience, from Affection’s Door, 

Go! Modesty, that never wore a Frown, 

Go! Virtue, and receive thy Heavenly Crown. 


In the same, 1767. 


Here rests a woman good without pretence, 

Blest with plain Reason and with sober Sense; 

So unaffected so composed a mind, 

So firm yet soft, so strong yet so resigned ; 

Heaven as its purest gold by Tortures try'd ; 

The Saint sustained it, but the Woman Dy’d. 

37 












In BASINGSTOKE CEMETERY, HANTS. 


In 


MEMORY OF 

ANTHONY CURTIS 

who died April 11 1787. 


Aged 77 Years. 


This world’s a City full of crooked streets, 

And death the Market place where all men meets, 
If life was Merchandize that men could buy, 

The rich would live and none but poor would die. 


In MILLBROOK CHURCHYARD, near Southampton. 


ON ELIZA NEWMAN. DIED 1772. 


Like a tender Rose Tree was my spouse to me, 

Her offspring Pluckt, to long deprived of life is she, 
Three went before, Her Life went with the Six, 

I stay with the 3 Our sorrows for to mix, 

Till Christ our only hope Our Joys doth Fix. 

38 













In BRIGHTON CHURCHYARD. 


Co tbc IHemorg of 

THOMAS WILSON, 

of London who was drowned 
while bathing in the Sea, 
on the morning of the 5 th of August 
1785 - 

Aged 43 Years. 

- * -—- 

To live each moment Reader be thy care, 

To live as seeing Him who sees unseen, 

Live so prepared that when He calls thee hence, 
The soul may spotless stand on Zion’s Hill. 

Who lives by Faith, who every moment hangs 
With firm reliance on his atoning Lord, 

Can never be dismayed at sudden death, 

Or heedless launch into a world unknown. 

The mortal part ’tis true may sink in waves, 

Or sleeping lye to moulder in the dust, 

The particle divine ascends on high, 

To swim in Oceans of Eternal Bliss. 



39 










In MARKET HARBOROUGH CEMETERY. 


- 1 8 3 6. - 

Both old & young O Death, must yield to thee, 
And day by day, thy powerful arm we see, 

In vain the tear, in vain the heartfelt sigh, 

All that are born to live, are born to die. 


In HARWICH CHURCHYARD, ESSEX. 

1 82 2. 

ON A SAILOR. 

Though Boreas’ blasts & Neptune’s waves 
Have tos’t me to and fro’, 

Yet at the last, by God’s decree, 

I Harbour here below: 

While here I at an anchor ride, 

With many of our fleet, 

Yet once again I shall set sail, 

Our Admiral Christ to meet. 

















In HIGHGATE CEMETERY, LONDON. 



Life’s like a Winter’s Day, 

Some only Breakfast and away, 

Others to Dinner stay and are full fed; 

The oldest one but Sups and goes to Bed; 
Wretched is he that lingers out the day, 

He that goes the soonest has the least to pay. 


The private sleeping chamber of 
Richard Hislop, Islington. 


Some years after copying this I saw the stone again, but there was still 
no further inscription. — F. M. 


41 










In LEAMINGTON CEMETERY. 


CHARLES CLARKSON BROOKER 

Died at Sea, 1854. 

Far, Far he lies from holy ground, 

Deep in his coral bed, 

The seaweeds wrap his corse around, 

The dark waves over head ; 

Yet shall as here, when trump shall sound, 
And sea gives up her dead, 

The Glorious bodies of the just 
Wake from corruption as from dust. 


ELIZA CLARKSON BROOKER 

Sister of the above 
Died at Leamington, 1855. 


Much as we loved thee, to our bitter cost 
Alas, how much we knew not till we lost ! 
Oh, say not lost ! she dead in Jesus sleep, 
And not for them but for ourselves we weep. 












In LANDPORT CEMETERY, HANTS. 


SACRED 

to the memory of 

GEORGE THOMAS MEAD DODD, 

Son of Samuel, & Mary Dodd; 
who died 3 r . d Jany 1843. Aged 15 Years. 

The memory of two Brothers on this stone is inscribed, 
Not favor d as some are to lie side by side, 

One lies beneath, in his own happy land, 

While the other sleeps yonder, on Africa’s Strand. 


Also, SAMUEL ISAAC MEAD DODD, 

Brother of the above; 
who died 5^ July 1850. Aged 25 Years. 


Weep ye not for the dead, neither bemoan 
him, but weep sore for him that goeth away, for he 
shall return no more, nor see his native country. 

22 Chapter Jeremiah, 10 Verse. 

But now he is dead, wherefore shall I fast ? Can I 
bring him back again ? I shall go to him, but he shall 
not return to me. 

12 Chap. 2nd Book Sami 23 Ver. 


43 











In the South Aisle of CANTERBURY CATHEDRAL. 


[Date completely effaced by the Hand of Timel\ 

He that’s imprison’d in this narrow roome 

Wer’t not for cvstome needs nor verse nor toombe 

Nor can from theise a memorie be lent 

To him who must be his toombs monvment 

And by the Virtve of his lasting fame 

Must make his toombe live long not it 

his fame 

For when this Gavdie Monvment is gone 
Children of th’ vnborne world shall spye 
y Stone 

That covers him and to their FFellowes crye 
’Tis Here ’tis Here About Barkley doth lye 
To build his toombe then is not thought soe safe 
Whose vertve mvst ovt live his Epitaphe 



44 ’ 
















In TAUNTON CHURCH, SOMERSET. 


■ 


[Under a full-length Figure , life size.] 


Consecrated to the Blessed Memory of 
Robert Grave Esq. and Founder. 

Taunton Bore Him, London Bred Him. 

Piety Trained Him, Virtue Led Him. 

Taunton Blest Him, London Blest Him. 

This Thankful Town, That Mindful City, 
Share His Piety, and His Pity. 

What He Gave, and How He Gave It, 

Ask The Poor, and You Shall Have It. 
Gentle Reader, Heaven May Strike 
Thy Tender Heart To Do The Like,— 

Now Thine Eyes Have Read The Story, 
Give Him The Praise, & Heaven The Glory. 


Anno. Dom. 1635. 



• 45 


iEtatis. Sve. 65 











In BROXBOURNE CHURCHYARD, HERTS. 

Here Slumber 
the mortal remains of 

ELIZA, 

for nine years the faithful 
and affectionate Wife of 
Joseph Paul, 

to whom she bore six children, 
the youngest 

of which rests with its Mother. 

She died June 23 r J 1835. 

Aged 27 Years. 

“ Ce Qu’est ecrit, est ecrit ” 

“Nos Journees sont complees’’ 

“ I remember Thee, the kindness 
of thy youth, the love of thine espousals, 
when thou wentest after me in the wilderness, 
in a land that was not sown.” * 

* Great poetic feeling is displayed in the adaptation of this 
quotation. — F.M. 


46 













In HIGHGATE CEMETERY, LONDON. 


LILLYWHITE, 

Born June 1792. Died Aug s ? si 5 ? 1854. 

A name to be remembered long as 
THE NATIONAL GAME OF ENGLAND, 
By the practice and tuition 
of which for years he earned 
an honest livelihood ; 
rarely has man received 
more applause in his vocation : 
few have ministered to more happy hours. 

From an humble station he achieved 
A WORLD WIDE REPUTATION, 
Teaching both by precept and example, 

A SPORT 

in which the blessings of youthful strength 
and spirits may be most innocently employed 
to the exercise of the mind, 
the discipline of the temper, 
and the general improvement of the man. 

THIS MONUMENT 
. testifies the respect of the Noblemen 
and Gentlemen of the Marylebone Cricket Club, 
and of many private friends, 

TO ONE WHO DID HIS DUTY, 
in that state of life 
to which it had pleased God to call 
him. 








In KENILWORTH CHURCHYARD, WARWICKSHIRE. 


S a c v $ d 

To the Wemortj. of 

LUKE STURLEY, 

who held the Office of Parish 
Clerk upwards of 60 Years, 
he died Febx 13* 1843. 


The Graves around for many a year 
Were dug by him who slumbers here, 

Till worn with age he dropped his spade, 
And in this dust his bones were laid, 

As he now mouldering shares the doom 
Of those he buried in the tomb, 

So will his body too with theirs arise 
To share the judgement of the skies. 



48 











Her zealovs care to serve ber God 
Her constant love to hvsband deare 
Her harmeles harte to everie one 
Doth live althovgh her corps lye bere 
God gravnte vs all while glasse doth rv 

TO LIVE IN CHUST AS SEE HATH DONNE 
Ann Sewell y wife of Willm Sewe ll of this cytty Vint 

NER DEPTED THIS LIFE Y 20 OF DICEM : 1609 : OF THE AGE OF 
46 • YEARES 5 AN HVMBLE FOLLOWER OF HER SAVIOVR CHRIST 
AND A WORTHY STIRROR VP OF OTHERS TO ALL HOLY VERTVES 


Copied from a Rubbing taken in 1862.—F.M. 


49 

























































In ASTON CHURCHYARD, BIRMINGHAM. 

Sacred. 

TO THE MEMORY OF 


JOHN DOWLER, 


late of Castle Bromwich, who 
departed this life Dec 1 ; 6* 1787. 

Aged 42 


© 


My Sledge & Hammer lie reclined, 

My Bellows too have lost their Wind; 
My Fire’s extinct, my Forge decayed, 
And in the Dust my Vice is laid; 

My Coal is spent, my Iron’s gone, 

My Nails are drove, my Work is done. 



So 












In RUGBY CHURCHYARD. 


Jn Uteniorj) o( 

JOHN COLLIS Husband of 

ELIZ: COLLIS who lived in 
Wedlock together 50 years, 
he served as Parish Clerk 41 years, 
and Died June I9 f . h 1781 Aged 69 years. 

Him who covered up the Dead, 

Is himself laid in the same bed, 

, I 

Time with his crooked Scythe hath made 
Him lay his mattock down and spade; 
May he and we all rise again 
To everlasting life, Amen. 











In FOLKESTONE CHURCHYARD, KENT. 

In 

Memory of 

REBECCA ROGERS 

who died Aug 1 . 22 n . d 1688. 

Aged 44 Years. 

- • © • - 

A House She hath, its made of such good fashion, 
The Tenant ne’er shall pay for reparation : 

Nor will her Landlord ever raise her rent, 

Or turn her out of doors for non-payment : 

From Chimney Money to this cell is free, 

To such a House who would not Tenant be. 


In ST. MARTIN’S, SALISBURY. 

18 2 6 . 

Farewell Vain world I’ve had enough of thee, 

And value not what thou canst say of me; 

Thy smiles I court not, nor thy frowns I fear, 

All’s one to me, my head lies quiet here, 

What faults thou’st seen in me take care to shun, f 
And look at home there’s something to be done. 
— 














In FAVERSHAM CHURCHYARD, KENT. 


ON THREE CHILDREN. 

185 6 . 1858 . 18 62 . 

"Who plucked my choicest flowers,” the gardener cried, 

“ The Master did,” a well-known voice replied ; 

“ Tis well! they all are His” the gardener said, 

And meekly bowed his reverential head. 

In WALTHAM ABBEY CHURCHYARD, ESSEX. 

18 34 . 

Ye proud, ambitious, wealthy, young, & gay ; 

Who drink the spirit of the golden day ; 

And triumph in existence, come with me, 

And in the mouldering corpse your picture see; 
What you and all must soon or later be : 

When this our short & fleeting life is o’er, 

We die to live, and live ! to die no more. 

53 











In FORDINGTON CHURCHYARD, DORCHESTER. 

fit ||t cm or it of 

JOHN HAYNES, 

Aged 77. Died 1799. 

As those we love decay, we die in part, 

String after String is severed from the Heart, 

Till loosened life’s at last but 
crumbling clay, 

Without one pang is glad to fall away, 

Unhappy he who latest feels the blow, 

Whose eyes have wept o’er every friend laid low, 
Dragged lingering on from partial 
Death, to Death, 

Till dying, all he can resign is breath. 


In SITTINGBOURNE CHURCHYARD, KENT. 


ANN BALLARD, Widow, 

Died June 1805. Aged 72. 

Poor Souls how strangely fond of life are we, 

And who that sees this bed would change with me, 
Yet gentle Reader, tell me, which is best, 

A painful journey or a Place of Rest ? 
















My . otarted at my knell, 

Amazed that I should be no more, 

The Man they’d seen the day before; 

But what security is breath, 

Against the uplifted hand of death ? 

Not one is safe, not one secure, 

Not one can tell his moments sure: 

Be wise, & let that holy path be daily trod, 

In which, without surprise, a man may meet his God. 


In PRESTON CHURCHYARD, near Weymouth. 


- 1851. - 

All the Rivers run into the sea, 
yet the sea is not full; unto the 
place from whence the rivers came, 
thither they return again. 

Ecclec ist Ver 7th 


55 











RICHARD x. .x-t 

who departed this life Novi io'? 1 1848. 

Aged 87 Years. 

also Mary Wife of the above, 

who departed this life April 20* 1850. 

Aged 81 Years. 

“ They was what they was, what every 
good Man and Woman ought to be; 

’ that was they.” 

It is strange that such grammar should be perpetrated in 1850.—F.M. 


In WELLINGBOROUGH CHURCH, 1861. 


The way to life lies through death’s dreary gate, 
All flesh must pass its portal. 

Dust unto Dust is but the Body’s fate, 

The Spirit is immortal. 

This is by John Askham, the “ Wellingboro’ Poet,” a self-taught 
man.—F.M. 














NORTHAMPTON. 


Here under lyeth 

^OHN BAILES Born in this 
Town he was above 126 
years old & had his hearing 
Sight and Memory to y e last 
He lived in 3 Centurys 
& was buried the 14 th of Apr 

1706. 


57 










E. B. & M. L. SCOTT, 

of Dalston. 

MARY HANNAH 
Daughter of the above 
was called hence 
31st July 1858. 

Aged 5 Years & 3 Months 
Are you ready ? 

MARY LING SCOTT 
Was reunited to her Child 
7th December 1859 
Aged 31 Years. 

Another Gem in the Saviour’s Crown, 
Another soul in Heaven; 
Reader! will You be there? 



58 






In LANDPORT CEMETERY, HANTS. 


This 

Stone is erected 
As a tribute of Affection 
To the Memory of 

SARAH 

The agreeable Schoolmate, 
Pleasant companion, faithful friend, 
and affectionate Wife of 
William Mitchell, Jun* 
who departed this life on the 
19^ day of May 1856. 

Aged 41 years. 


Thy voice is now silent, the hearth is now cold, 

Where thy smile, & thy welcome, oft met me of old, 

I miss thee, & mourn thee, in silence, unseen, 

I dwell on the memory of joys that have been; 

But nor weeping nor memory afford me relief, 

For my heart is bowed down with the weight of its grief. 

I know that life’s trials with thee are all past, 

That thy spirit with angels is happy at last; 

For mid scenes of the night when the world is at rest, 

I list to thee singing the song of the blest; 

And thou know’st my belov’d one the first wish of my heart, 
That soon again we may meet and never more part. 


The poetry of affection. — F.M. 


59 














In the Porch of CATTISTOCK CHURCH, DORSETSHIRE. 


18 0 0 . 


• ■ ___~™.Smitten Friends 

Are Angels sent on errands full of love, 

For us they languish and for us they die ; 

And shall they languish, shall they die in vain ? 
Ungrateful, shall we grieve their hov’ring shades 
Which wait the reformation in our hearts, 

Shall we disdain their silent soft address, 

Their posthumous advice and pious prayer ? 


In CATTISTOCK CHURCHYARD. 


17 81 . 


I Lodged have in many a Town, 

And Traveled many a Year, 

Till Age and Death have Brought me Down 
To my Last Lodging here. 


In LEIGHTON BUZZARD CHURCHYARD, BEDS. 


- 1854 . - 

How short is life, how sure is death, 
Our days alas how few, 

This mortal life is but a breath, 

’Tis like the morning dew. 


6 o 



















In the CEMETERY, LEICESTER. 


Saxrtb 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

CHARLES GREGORY, 

WHO DIED OCT* 8 T ." 1863, 

Aged 76 Years. 

Also 

CHARLOTTE GREGORY, 

Daughter of the above 
WHO DIED OCT* 8™ 1863, 

Aged 30 Years. 

She nobly sacrificed her life in vainly 
attempting to rescue her Father from poisonous 
gas in a cistern, and thus ended a virtuous life 
in an act of paternal affection. 

They stood one moment in lifes glow, 

The next both sire and child lay low: 

He breathed the gas’s fatal breath, 

She rushed to save but rushed to death : 
We found her stretched upon his breast, 
And thus we lay them down to rest: 

And breathe our prayer in humble faith, 

Be death in life their life in death. 


61 








In NUNHEAD CEMETERY, LONDON. 


a C 




TO THE MEMORY OF 

JENNY VANCE STEVENS, 

the Beloved Wife of 
ALFRED VANCE STEVENS, 

Comedian and Vocalist, 

Died Oct r . 20^ 1866. 

Aged 25 Years. 


- # - 

Stay passer by, and let thy kindly glance 
Rest on the early grave of Jenny Vance ; 

A tender Mother, and a loving Wife, 

Hers was a godly, and a happy life; 

A generous friend, she never had a foe ; 

Not e’en King Death who laid her body low, 

For by his stroke hath not the grim King given 
Wings that a new fledged soul might fly to Heaven, 
Power to a spirit to exulting sing, 

“Where is thy Victory Grave, where Death thy sting”? 
Halt then I pray, bestow a tender glance 
Upon the tomb of Jenny Vance. 


62 


















In ST. THOMAS’ CHURCHYARD, BIRMINGHAM. 


Sacred to the Wemortj of 

JAMES EADES, 


Who departed this life Sept r 3 rd 1851, 
in the 52 nd year of his age. 

While deeds Heroic are engraved in brass, 

And Genius lives to fire the human mass ; 

While polished bards in eulogistic verse 
Of Kings & Princes, virtues rare rehearse; 

Be theirs the task who rear this stone, to blend, 
Love for the Man, with friendship for the Friend, 
To honour Worth, and reverence the Art, 

Whose strains refine, while they exalt the Heart; 
To shew the meaning of the truth that shines 
Revealed in Pope’s majestic deathless lines; 

“ A Wit’s a feather, and a Cheif a rod, 

An Honest Man’s the noblest work of God.” 



63 









In HIGHGATE CEMETERY, LONDON. 



Sacred to the affectionate Wemartj 
of a dearly beloved 
Friend and Companion, 

JOHN ANTHONY COATES, 

Son of J. A. Coates, Esq r f e 
Buckingham ; 

who died 17* August 1869, 

Aged 36; 

through an accidental fall 
from a Window. 


“ One shall be taken, 

The other left.” 

Matt : 

“ Thy will be done O Lord.” 

Hark what I tell to thee ; 

Nor sorrow o’er the tomb, 

My spirit wanders free, 

And waits till thine shall come. 


All pensive and alone, 

I see thee sit and weep, 
Thy head upon the stone, 
Where my cold ashes sleep. 


















lO 

''t 

r- 


^6 

g s s 

^ <D 

to 


^ 8 r-s 

© S _ Ctf 

*“d T *d ^ *a 

s ^ *>1 


£/3 


*9 

a 


£ 

« 

o 


*! ^_q © ^ 

-3 00 fc y 

fc *S 

g 

5 ^ 


65 


This is a reduced copy of a Rubbing taken in 1863.—F.M. 
















In BUNHILL FIELDS CEMETERY, LONDON. 

ON A CHILD AGED 5 YEARS & 8 MONTHS. 

-— 180 3. - 

On some rude spot where common Herbage grows, 
Perchance a violet rears its purple head, 

Some careful Gardener plucks it ere it blows, 

To spread and flourish in a nobler bed ; 

Such was thy fate dear Child thy op’ning such, 
Preeminence in early bloom was shewn, 

Too good for earth perhaps, or lov’d too much, 

Heaven saw and early marked thee for its own. 

In LILLINGTON CHURCHYARD, WARWICKSHIRE. 

In 

Memory ni 

WILLIAM TREEN, 

WHO DIED 3 rd FEBy 1810, 

Aged 77 Years. 

Poorly Lived, and Poorly Dyed, 

Poorly Buried, and no one Cryed. 

Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord. 


66 













In BUNHILL FIELDS CEMETERY, LONDON. 


Here rests the Body 


OF ANN J. HODGE, 


Daughter of William R. Hodge, Esq'. 

of the Island of Tortola : 
who departed this Life May 7 th 1804 
Aged nearly 17 

Whom it were unpardonable to lay down 
in silence, and of whom it is difficult to 
speak with justice ; for her just 
character will look like flattery, 
and the least abatement of it 
is an injury to her memory. 


« 


Angels cannot snatch me from the Grave 
neither can legions of Angels confine me here. 

Reader see then that ye walk circumspectly, 
for all must die, and after death comes the 
judgement. 



f 2 


67 











In NUNEATON CHURCHYARD, WARWICKSHIRE. 

IN 

MEMORY OF 

Fanny, Wife of 

THOMAS BALL, 

who departed this life 

the 19^ April 1816, 

Aged 65 Years r 

and also of 

Fanny, daughter of 

THOMAS, & FANNY BALL, 

who died Feby 4^ 1807, 

Aged 7 Years. 

As near unto this Gate we lie, 

Pray think of death as you pass by, 

And your own sins before it is too late, 

That you may enter the Heavenly Gate; 

When death doth strike great will be your falls, 

For you will be like to these poor Balls. 

This Stone stands next one of the gates on entering.—F.M. 


68 









In ST. PHILIP’S CHURCHYARD, BIRMINGHAM. 


$n Utemorg of 

NANNETTA STOCKER, 

who departed this life 
May 4^ 1819, 

Aged 39 Years 

The smallest woman ever in 
this kingdom, possessed 
with every accomplishment, 
only 33 inches high : 
a Native of Austria. 


On JAMES BARKER, who died 1781. 

O cruel death how could you be so unkind 
To take him before and leave me behind 
You should have taken both of us if either 
Which would have been more pleasing to the survivor 


In WHITWICK CHURCHYARD, LEICESTERSHIRE. 


- 1 7 9 9 . - 

Mild was his temper, 
Solid was his Sense, 

It was the will of God 
To take him hence. 


69 













In HIGHGATE CEMETERY, LONDON. 


- 1854. - 

“ Who plucked this flower ? ” said the 
Gardener, as he walked round his 
garden: one of his fellow-labourers 
said, “ It is the Master.” 

The Gardener held his peace. 


In ABNEY PARK CEMETERY, LONDON. 


ON THREE CHILDREN WHO DIED IN 1862. 

-— o —- 

Angels of life and death alike are His 
Without his leave they pass no threshold o’er, 
Who then would wish, or dare, believing this, 
Against the messengers to shut the door. 


ON THE FAMILY GRAVE OF T. M. CUSHEE, 

- 184 S. - 

They were, and having been, they are! 
Earth but contains their mould’ring dust, 
Their deathless spirits near, or far, 

With thine must rise to meet the just. 

- © - 

















In WHITWICK CHURCHYARD, LEICESTERSHIRE. 


- 1 859 . - 

ON A CHILD AGED 2 YEARS. 

O passing Stranger call this not 
A place of fear and gloom, 

I love to linger near the spot 
It is my Infants tomb. 


In ASTON CHURCHYARD, BIRMINGHAM. 


- 1867 . - 

She died—Yet is not dead! 

Ye saw a daisy on her tomb, 

It bloomed to die—she died to bloom, 
Her summer hath not sped. 


In HADLEIGH CHURCHYARD, SUFFOLK. 

- 1842. - 

ON A CHILD, AGED 9 YEARS, 

I give thee to my God that gave thee, 

A wellspring of deep gladness to my heart, 
And, precious as thou wert, 

And pure as dew of Heaven, to Him I give 
My own, my beautiful, my undefiled ; 

And thou shalt be His child. 


7 i 




















In BRIGHTON CHURCHYARD. 


Sacred 

TO THE MEMORY OF 


SAKE DEEN MAHOMED, 


of Patna Hindoostan 
who died 

on the 24* of Feby 1851. 
Aged ioi Years. 


The first to introduce Shampooing Baths.—F.M. 


G. PEARCE, DROWNED 1817 . 

Aged 20. 

His fate was hard but God’s decree 
Was drown’d he should be in the sea. 


1 71 3 . 


They were 2 Louing Sisters 
who in this dust now ly, that 
Uery day Anne was Bury d - 
Elizabeth did dy 


JOHN SMITH, died June 14 th 1801. Aged 49 Years. 
As a Parent, Husband, Friend, Nature might hold 
him up, and say to all the World, this was a Man. 















In CHRISTCHURCH CHURCHYARD, HANTS. 



Copied from a Rubbing taken in 1863. 


73 











In BRIGHTON CHURCHYARD. 


“ The Resurrection and the life 
Am I : believe and die no more.” 
Unchanged that voice—and though not yet 
The dead sit up and speak, 

Answering its call ; we gladlier rest 
Our darlings on earth’s quiet breast, 

And our hearts feel they must not break 
For better they should rest awhile 
Within the Church’s shade, 

Than wander back to life, and lean 
On our frail love once more. 


ON A CHILD AGED 6 MONTHS. 
1849. 

- * - 

She tasted of life’s bitter cup, 

Refused to drink the potion up, 

But turned her little head aside 
Disgusted with the taste, and died. 

Sweet babe no more, but seraph now, 
Before the throne behold her bow, 

Her soul enlarged to angel size 
Joins in the triumph of the skies. 

Hallelujah! 













In the Chancel of LUTON CHURCH, BEDS. 


Sacred txx the of 

THEODOSIA MARY, 

The Beloved and unceasingly lamented Wife 
of Samuel Crawley of Stockwood Esq re 
. By whom in admiration of her Virtues, 
And out of respect to her Memory, 
This Monument has been erected. 

They were married June 19^ 1817, 

She died Jany 3 rd 1820, leaving one child. 


Her Virtues were indeed of that Superior sort. 

As to at once pronounce her to be the most perfect of beings, 
Her faith and hope in Christ steadfast, 

Her temper Angelic : Her Heart warm and affectionate ; 
Her friendship sincere : 

As a Wife and Mother She was a Pattern: 

In a word she was faultless, matchless, without equal ; 
And has left her husband inconsolable, 
her infant her uniform Virtues, 

The best inheritance. 


She was indeed too good for this World, 
And the Almighty claimed her as his own, 
That he might confer upon her 
The prize of everlasting life in Heaven, 
The just reward of her virtues in this world ; 
And as procured for her by the mediation 
of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. 

Oh World! thou art indeed a loser, 

She the gainer of Immortality. 


75 











In NEWHAVEN CHURCHYARD, SUSSEX. 


®o % Utemorg of 
THOMAS TIPPER, who 

departed this life May y e 4 th 
1785. Aged 54 Years. 

READER with kind regard this GRAVE survey 
Nor heedless pass where TIPPER’S ashes lay, 
Honest he was, ingenuous, blunt, and kind ; 

And dared do, what few dare do, speak his mind 
PHILOSOPHY and History well he knew, 

Was versed in PHYSICIC and in Surgery too ; 
The best old STINGO he both brewed and sold, 
Nor did one knavish act to get his Gold ; 

He played through Life a varied comic part, 

And knew immortal HUDIBRAS by heart. 
READER, in real truth, such was the Man, 

Be better, wiser, laugh more if you can. 

- — * —- 


Brewer of Tipper Ale, much drank in Brighton thirty years ago.—F.M. 


76 














In ST. PHILIP’S CHURCHYARD, BIRMINGHAM. 


Sacred 



JAMES LAWRANCE 


who departed this life Dec r 31 st 1835, 
Aged 68 Years. 

ALSO JANE WIFE OF THE ABOVE 

who died Jany 2 nd 1836, 

Aged 74 Years. 

In Sunny days, in Stormy weather, 

In Youth and Age we clung together; 
We liv’d and lov’d and laugh’d and cry’d 
Together ; and almost together died. 


. o • 


In NEWHAVEN CHURCHYARD, SUSSEX. 


WILL™ THO? KING, 

died 1862, Aged 16 Months. 

Not in anger, not in wrath, 

The Reaper came that day; 

An Angel visited the earth, 

And took our flower away. 

LYDIA KATE KING, 

died 1865, Aged 5 Years & 4 Months. 
Another Lily gathered. 


77 













In KENSAL GREEN CEMETERY, LONDON. 

THOMAS BAYLIS RUFFLE 

Died 22 n . d April 1839. 
in his 36 th Year. 

Pain was my portion, 

Physic was my food; 

Groans were my devotion, 

Drugs did me no good : 

Christ was my Physician, 

Knew what way was best, 

To ease me of my pain, 

He took my soul to rest. 


ON A CHILD AGED 7 MONTHS. 


The cup of life just to his lips he pressed, 
Found the taste bitter, and resigned the rest. 
Averse then turning, from the face of day, 
He softly sighed his little soul away. 


- 1 840.- 

Lord what was I ? a worm, dust vapour, nothing; 
What «was my life ? a dream, a daily dying: 

What was my flesh ? my soul’s uneasy clothing: 
What was my time ? a minute ever flying. 

My time, my flesh, my life, and I ; 

What were we Lord, but vanity. 


78 















In KENSAL GREEN CEMETERY, LONDON. 


Our Darling Child 

RICHARD EDWARD 

Left us May 21 st 1864, Aged 11 Months. 

Little Teddy fare thee well 

Safe from earth in heaven to dwell, 

Almost Cherub here below, 

Altogether Angel now. 


In NUNHEAD CEMETERY, LONDON. 


«git fMftdhmsiie ^mmhxxxitt of 

CAROLINE, 

The Beloved Wife of Thomas Janeway, 

who was suddenly called to her Heavenly Home 

September 29 th 1866, Aged 31 Years. 

Gone, Gone, Gone, the empty chair I see, 

But ah ! no smile as once alights on me, 

In what bright region doth thy spirit rest ? 
Since all are living thou art surely blest; 

I ask no more the veil will soon remove, 

And I shall come to dwell with thee above. 


1847. 


Dear Mother. 

Thou art gone to the land of the nightless day, 

To the clime of the winterless year; 

Where the flower never droops on its ever-green spray, 
Where the cloud never turns to a tear; 

Where the furrows that suffering had made in thy heart 
Shall be sown with the bright seeds of bliss; 

Oh ! the glimpse that I catch of the world where thou art, 
Dries my tear for thy absence from this. 


79 

















In KENSAL GREEN CEMETERY, LONDON. 


Co % Utemorj) of 
THOMSON WEBB, 

who died Nov r 14^ 1855. 

Aged 54 Years. 

Full many a flower that blossom’d in his path 
He stooped to gather, and the fruit he pluck’d 
That hung from many a tempting bough,-—-All but 
The Rose of Sharon, and the Tree of Life: 

This, flung its fragrance to the gale, and spread 
Its blushing beauties,—that, its healing leaves 
Display’d, and fruit immortal,—all in vain! 

He neither tasted, nor admired,—and found 
All that he chose and trusted, fair but false! 

The flowers no sooner gathered than they faded, 
The fruits enchanting, dust and bitterness, 

And all the world a wilderness of care ! 

Wearied, disappointed, and near the close 
Of this eventful course, he sought the plant 
That long his heedless haste o’erlook’d, and proved 
Its sovereign virtues,-—underneath its shade 
Outstretched, drew from his wounded feet the thorn, 
Shed the last tear, breath’d the last sigh, and here 
This lov’d one rests, in more than trembling hope. 


80 











w 

HH 

K 

c/3 

M 

O 

HH 

£ 

ft 

< 


Q 

ft 

< 

>< 

DC 

o 

ft 

£ 

DC 

o 

2 

O 

> 

< 

l 

Z 

o 

I 

Q 

ft 

o 

ft 

H 

< 

ft 

H 

C /3 


~d P 


<u 


? 




0) 
0) 
in 


p 

<D *-» 

© <& CD 

5 1 


03 

03 

CO 


e c 
o o 

g ’-d 

CX0 *3 

d o 

© *- 


«i 

g s *2 

<0 o © 

2 ^ c 

• ^ <D 


£ 

o 

ft 

u 

o 

CO 


k 



tn 

CUJ 2 

© d 
43 <u 
* 

X3 C/3 

£ C 

Q 


■* fr Q3 »* 
J= © 3 

§s I 5 '’ 

«>| g -s 

c !r a, 

ft3 -S^ 03 " 

HS 1 -^ p2 J= 

@ ti x 
tO 03 Q 

03^ S 
ft <D «6 

* fa ^ - 

^ M a 

s 

• ^Z7J5J ^ 


(b 

3 

P 


to 
■ c& 

rti 


m 

§ L 43 VI 

£s T* 'Z 

£: *. s ^3 

s *f <s 


i 

o 

X 

© 

E 

d 

o 


to 

<r5 

£ 

-d 

O 

<D 

3 


c 

<D 

H 


Ph* 


O 

c /5 


bo 

c 

’rS 


>^ 

a. 

o 


T3 


8 i 













In KENSAL GREEN CEMETERY, LONDON. 


Jfn morn of 

FRANCIS, INFANT SON OF 

JOHN AND EMMA CROPP, 
who died July 28 th 1840. 

-* - 

He died before his infant soul 

Had ever burnt with wrong desires, 

Had ever spurned at Heavens control. 

Or ever quenched its sacred fires. 

He died to sin—He died to care, 

But for a moment felt the rod, 

Then springing on the viewless air 

Spread his light wings and soared to God. 

Also 

ALICE HOYLE CROPP, 

who died Nov r . 18^ 1845. 

Aged 2 Years & 4 Months. 

Oh! we liken thee to some clear lamp 
Whose brightness with the light within it blended, 
And through the cold world’s gath’ring mist and damp 
Thy soul was as the flame that upward tended. 

The lamp is broken, and the imprisoned fire 
Doth to the region of its birth aspire. 













In KENSAL GREEN CEMETERY, LONDON. 


The Family 6 rave of 
THOMAS FREDERICK HARRIS. 


i a G f fi d 

TO THE MEMORY OF 
His Daughter, 

SARAH FRANCIS HARRIS, 

who died September 6 th 1868. 

Aged 22. 

“ Not lost but gone before.” 

Also LOUISA STUART, 

Sister of the above 
followed her to the Heavenly Home, 
Sept r 30 th 1869. Aged 24. 

—As well the Singers as the Players 
on Instruments shall be there— 

Psalm lxxxvii. 7. 

These two Sisters will be remembered as 
Teachers in the Offord Road Sunday 
School, and as members of the choir that 
won the Wreath at the great Musical 
Contest, in 1867, at Paris. 









l 

In NUNHEAD CEMETERY, LONDON. 


Sacred 

TO THE MEMORY OF 

HENRY ANDREWS TRACY, 

who died on the 24^ Jany 1858, 
in his 29 th Year. 

Deeply and sincerely regretted 
By his afflicted Family. 

TO MY HUSBAND. 

A weary weight my bosom bears 
Throughout the lonely day, 

My heart amidst its household cares, 
Still feels thou art away, 

Each cheerless meal, each silent walk 
Is full of thought of thee, 

I seem to hear when others talk, 

To see what others see, 

While my rapt fancy loves to roam 
To thy far distant side; 

And longs to bid thee welcome home 
At quiet eventide: 

Oh would that thou wert really near, 
That those loved lips of thine 
Might kiss away this anxious tear, 

And blend thy praydr with mine. 



84 










In BURY ST. EDMUNDS CEMETERY. 


Sacred 

to 

The Blemort} of 


JOHN Son of 

John and Hannah Read 
Who died 27^ Sept r , 1861. 


Aged 29 Years. 


The Grave doth hide thee from my view, 
And I alone my path pursue ; 

Thy Father’s numbered with the dead, 
And now my Son thou too art fled ; 
Thus called with both so soon to part, 
That God alone might have my heart. 


In the CEMETERY, LEICESTER. 

- 18 6 7. - 

ON A CHILD AGED 16 MONTHS. 

To her was granted that she should 
be arrayed in fine linen 
clean and white. 

Rev. XIX. 8. 

-*- 


85 


















In SEVENOAKS CHURCHYARD, KENT. 


SALLY EVEREST LANGRIDGE, 
who died Nov r . 3 rd 1822, 

Aged 42 Years. 

A tender and a Virtuous Wife, 

A pious neighbour in her life, 

And when called by the Lord of Heaven, 
She died, and left her Children seven, 

A tender care for them she had, 

They mourn their loss, while she is glad. 


- 175 3. - 

With Serious Haste 
dispatch the Great Affair 
’T will be to Late when 
thou art Lodged here 


In HIGHAM-FERRERS CHURCHYARD, NORTHAMPTONSHIRE. 


- 1851. - 

With patient mind thy course of duty run, 

God nothing does, or suffers to be done, 

But thou wouldst do thyself, couldst thou but see 
The end of all events, as well as He. 


In HIGHGATE CEMETERY, L ONDON. 


- 1851. - 

- ,We trust 

The lingering gleam of his departed life 
To oral record; and the silent heart; 
Depositories faithful, and more kind 
Than fondest epitaph: for if these fail, 
What boots the sculptured tomb. 






















In the CHANCEL of the PARISH CHURCH, STRATFORD-ON-AVON. 



87 


This is a reduced copy of Rubbing from the Stone that covers the Remains of Shakespeare. 

Taken in 1863.—F. M. 











* # * “ Body and soul must part : 

Fond couple ! link’d more close than wedded pair. 

This wings its way to its Almighty source, 

The witness of its actions, now its Judge ; 

That drops into the dark and noisome grave, 

Like a disabled pitcher of no use.” 

Robert Blair {died 1746). 



“ The sun has sunk behind the hill, 

But over earth, and sky, and air, 

Eve’s crimson tints are glowing still, 

And tidings from the morrow bear. 

“ Thus hope, when sinks life’s happiness, 

Upon our night of sorrow glows, 

Promising brighter, endless bliss, 

After our pilgrimage of woes.” 

James Ingelgren (a Swedish Poet). 


88 


W. H. AND I.. t'OLLINGRIDOE, PRINTERS, LONDON.